Zhang Chongshan, don’t be presumptuous!”

Yuan Zimo's face changed, and he naturally ignored Han Daxiong, but he could not ignore Tang Ming, who had only the eighth level of innate cultivation.

"Senior Brother Yuan, don't stop me. I want to see how much they are in more than ten years!"

Zhang Chongshan shook the long sword in his hand and looked at Han Daxiong with a sneer.

There were five brothers who entered Yunmiao Immortal Island in the East Ling Immortal Sect, and four of them died at the hands of the disciples of the academic institutions in front of them.

At this moment, his cultivation is comparable to that of the elders in the sect. Isn’t it easy to grasp the guys in front of him?

It has to be said that the talents of the disciples of the sect are indeed beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Take the disciples of the sects in front of you as an example. Except for Yuan Zimo, the rest of the people have all entered a new realm in ten years.

On the other hand, Tang Ming and others, Feng Binbei and Lu Junfeng only broke through to the realm of human mystery. However, because of the acupoints, Han Daxiong's foundation has been repeatedly improved, which has achieved his current realm.

"Hehe, let's try it!"

Han Daxiong took a heavy sword in his hand, and a golden light instantly retracted back into the heavy sword, and his whole body seemed to have dissipated all his cultivation in an instant.

When Yuan Zimo saw this move, he suddenly widened his eyes. Others couldn't see it. Could it be that he still couldn't see it?

Compared to the high disciple of the Dongling Immortal Sect with sword energy around him, this guy with a lowly origin is obviously better.

"Suffer to die!"

The spiritual sword in Zhang Chongshan's hand moved, and countless sword energy flashed from the long sword. The hurricane between heaven and earth seemed to have paused at this moment.

The long sword was like a dragon. Surrounded by dense sword energy, a strong aura instantly appeared in front of Han Daxiong.

"Hehe, grandpa has been depressed for more than ten years, and today I will use you to eat meat!"

Han Daxiong sneered, and the moment before the sword energy came, the heavy sword suddenly lifted up from the ground, and a powerful energy without any spiritual agglomeration instantly teared open the sharp sword curtain in front of him.

Han Nobita has been really frustrated for more than ten years.

I talked with the ancestors, like drinking white water, without any taste.

But all these guys around him are perverts, and even the Tianzong, whose cultivation is the most inconspicuous, can easily crush him.

For more than ten years, the aggressive Han Daxiong was not only abused, but also abused. Every time he broke through his cultivation, he would be pulled out by the bored Tianzong to practice.

At this moment, there was finally an opponent who seemed to be evenly matched, so Han Daxiong could not help it.

After the heavy sword broke through the sword energy, Han Daxiong's body turned with the sword. When he turned around, the heavy sword headed towards Zhang Chongshan like a bamboo shoot.

"This guy has learned this trick."

Looking at Han Nobita's appearance, Feng Binbei, who was beside him, said lightly to Lu Junfeng.

Han Noixing learned this technique of restraining breath from Lu Junfeng.

Even Tang Ming admired Lu Junfeng's hidden swordsmanship.

Zhang Chongshan returned to the sword and held it horizontally, and felt a huge force coming from the spiritual sword in his hand. Even his current cultivation level could not help but take several steps back.

Han Daxiong naturally gained power and was unforgivable. He changed his heavy sword in his hand and bullied himself up. The heavy sword slashed down like a mountain pressing down.

"Enough!"

When Tang Ming saw this, he said lightly.

The originally powerful sword disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Han Nobita, who was proud, dragged the heavy sword, looked at Zhang Chongshan, whose face was a little pale, and returned to Tang Ming's side.

"Yuan Zimo, you understand the grudge between you and me without me. But I don't want any fight to happen at this time. If someone around you makes a provocation, don't blame me for being rude!"

Tang Ming stared at Yuan Zimo with his eyes tightly and said coldly.

Listening to Tang Ming's words, Yuan Zimo's face turned pale.

Just now, even the blind man could see that it was the guy next to Tang Ming who first made a provocation, but now he turned over and warned him?

If Tang Ming hadn't had the shadow left by him too heavy, he would have taken action without hesitation at this moment.

However, even though he was frustrated, Yuan Zimo nodded coldly and expressed his agreement.

"Let's go!"

Tang Ming turned around and stepped into the Xuanhuang sky curtain first. The thin stream of Xuanhuang aura was blocked by the soft white light outside Tang Ming's body.

Han Noixing followed closely. Although the white light on his body was not as strong as Tang Ming, it could barely resist the mysterious and yellow aura.

Seeing that Tang Ming and others disappeared into the sky, Yuan Zimo also walked tentatively to the Xuanhuang sky.

"Zhang Chongshan, you enter the sky first!"

After thinking for a long time, Yuan Zimo turned around and said lightly to Zhang Chongshan who was following behind him.

"ah?!"

Zhang Chongshan was stunned, then looked at Yuan Zimo with horror. The fool knew that this guy wanted to treat himself as cannon fodder and try this sky.

"What? Not happy?"

Yuan Zimo looked at Zhang Chongshan with a terrified expression, and then the spiritual sword in his hand gradually spit out a three-foot-long sword light.

Zhang Chongshan could only bite the bullet. Since Lei Pokong's death, no one among the disciples of the sect dared to disobey Yuan Zimo's decision.

Besides, his sect and Tianxuan Sect are far from each other. Now he is about to leave this ghost place. It is not a wise move to offend Yuan Zimo at this time.

"Senior Brother Yuan is joking. I have no choice but to be the first to be the leader of all my fellow disciples!"

Zhang Chongshan squeezed out a smile in a grievance and said to Yuan Zimo.

When Yuan Zimo heard Zhang Chongshan's answer, he had no expression on his face, but the disciples of the sect behind him all breathed a sigh of relief.

Someone went to die for them, and of course they were happy to see it.

If Zhang Chongshan insisted on refusing, and according to Yuan Zimo's temper, it would be their turn to kill Zhang Chongshan.

Zhang Chongshan pinched the spiritual sword in his hand, and then walked carefully towards the sky step by step.

And the moment he touched the sky, the mysterious and yellow aura that had fallen to the sky slightly rippled.

However, unlike Tang Ming and others' ease, when Zhang Chongshan touched the sky, he felt a mountain-like pressure that instantly blessed him.

Although there was a slight white light flashing across his body, the faint power of merit was difficult to completely isolate the mysterious and yellow aura in the sky.

Unlike Tang Ming and the others who flashed into the sky, Zhang Chongshan almost lay down and entered the sky. Fortunately, he still had a trace of merit and entered the sky with a long-lasting force.

"I see!"

Although Yuan Zimo's reaction was a little slower, when he saw this, he finally understood the opportunity in front of him.

The disciples of the sect behind were very happy when they saw Zhang Chongshan enter it.

They have been staying in this place where Mao Ru’s blood has been for twelve years. They have long been tired of everything here, and it is a great thing to be able to return to the sect.

Sure enough, after Zhang Chongshan entered it, the disciples of the sect behind Yuan Zimo did not wait for Yuan Zimo to speak, and walked towards the sky one after another.

Among the disciples of the sect, some were like Zhang Chongshan, rolling and climbing, while others were like Tang Ming and others, strolling in the garden.

What's more, two of the disciples of the sect with sharp mouths and monkey cheeks were instantly crushed by the mysterious and yellow aura.

Yuan Zimo, who was still closing his eyes and meditating, happened to see at this moment that a blood ray flashed across his body when the two disciples of the Purple Qi Sect entered the sky.

"I should have thought of the power of merit!"

Yuan Zimo smiled slightly, and it was no wonder that the guys in the school could be so calm in the past twelve years.

Perhaps they knew from the beginning that if they wanted to leave here, they could not get too much murder and cause and effect in this world.

Fortunately, he stood behind Lei Pokong from the beginning, but he had some conflicts with Tang Ming and others in the Xu tribe territory, but he was rarely involved in killing evil.

Yuan Zimo slowly walked between the sky and stretched out a hand.

The slender right hand passed through the sky, and a white light flashed from his right arm.

Yuan Zimo, who was in the sky, did not feel any pressure at all. Instead, many of the falling mysterious and yellow auras merged into his body.

"Good, good fortune!"

Feeling the changes caused by the intake of Xuanhuang Qi in the body acupoints, Yuan Zimo raised his head and laughed in the sky.

The sky gradually began to close, and the black hole above the distant sky was gradually shrinking. Yuan Zimo was not hesitating, and his body was still crossing the black hole while shaking.

Tang Ming felt that the moment he entered the black hole, his body seemed to be ripped wildly by countless powerful forces around him.

This feeling is exactly the same as when they entered Yunmiao Fairy Island.

Moreover, from time to time, bursts of pure star power came from the void around him, and the yin and yang pole pearls in his body suddenly flowed.

A thousand years in a flash.

I don’t know how many years I spent in that black hole, but when Tang Ming opened his eyes, he was surprised to find that they actually appeared in the center of Yunmiao Fairy Island.

On the towering trees in the distance, the fruits of clouds sway gently in the breeze, flowing out illusory ripples.

In the place beside him, Feng Binbei and others sat cross-legged around, their eyes closed, and some of them were also among them.

"Jiji..."
To be continued...